That’s how kids play

Helen’s POV

"Are we going somewhere, mummy?" Ethan blinked curiously at me as I sprayed my tangy cologne all over my body.

"Yes, baby," I said, staring at my reflection in the mirror.

Damn, I was due for an haircut. I thought as I raked my hands through my auburn tresses which were now almost at my waist.

After moving to Australia, I had begun wearing my hair shoulder length, in order to get rid of anything that'd remind me of Fernando because he liked me having long hair.

I had kept my hair long and siky for him, but to what advantage?

Had he not left me for his ex-girlfriend the instant she came back to town?

Now, he was saying bullcrap about how there was some chemistry between us.

Fernando could be so full of shit at times.

"Where are we going?" Ethan gazed at me curiously as I held his hand and led him to his room.

"It's a surprise," I darted him a wink before rummaging his drawer for a casual yet fashionable outfit.

I settled on a pair of beige shorts, a white tee, and a baby c